Chapter 661: Attacking the Imperial Tomb

Not long after the bus entered the Qinling Mausoleum, a loud noise was heard, the ground shook violently, and a fire broke out in each of the four corners of the Qinling Mausoleum. Someone lit the explosives that had been prepared, directly exposing the entrance to the mausoleum.

They were four gates made of black iron. At the same time as the explosion occurred, a layer of blood light several meters thick protected the iron gates, making the iron gates undamaged in the explosion. On the four iron gates, there are lifelike reliefs of Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qinglong and ###. The iron gate is about nine meters high and five meters wide. It is extremely majestic.

The four iron gates are the passages into the Qin Mausoleum. These four passages have always been closed and blocked by the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demon God Killing Formation. People in the mausoleum can only enter and exit through the tunnel that can only be passed by one person. It is impossible to break in. Everyone can only enter through these four iron gates.

As soon as the explosion occurred, everyone divided into four groups and blocked the four iron gates. Zhang Jun led a group of people in charge of the south gate. He took out an instrument from his body to watch. The instrument could receive surveillance video from the mausoleum. He saw that shortly after the explosion, the entire Qin Mausoleum shook violently, and then a large number of Qin family masters were dispatched. They were well-trained, calm and quickly entered combat positions.

Just when the masters surrounded the Qin Mausoleum, the Qin family in the mausoleum was very calm. An old man with a black beard like a steel needle looked excited and said loudly: "I, Qin Ming, the 48th generation of the First Emperor's bloodline, now declare that the time has come for the revival of my ancestral dragon lineage!"

Thousands of Qin family masters roared loudly, and the sound wavered back and forth in the mausoleum for a long time.

A middle-aged man had a rune mark between his eyebrows. He raised his hands and looked up into the sky. Just in mid-air, a huge dark cloud rolled, and tens of thousands of black lights dropped from it, which was a spectacular sight.

The middle-aged man laughed "haha". He knelt in front of the black-bearded old man and said: "Father, they have begun to attack, let's take action!"

The black-bearded old man Qin Ming snorted heavily: "A group of ants dare to compete with my ancestral dragon lineage, they really don't know life or death!" He waved his hand, "My son Jianfeng, I order you to lead eighteen soul kings, three hundred Named Soul General, eight hundred soul soldiers went to meet the enemy, kill them all for me!"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with strange light and he said loudly: "Yes!"

"Mr. Ren!" Qin Mian shouted.

Master Ren stood up, he smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Here you are."

"Please cooperate with my son Jianfeng to control the fighting spirit, and be sure to wipe out all the enemies! After that, I will agree to all the conditions you set, and I will also give you additional benefits to help you reach the realm of supernatural powers!" Qin Ming said.

Ren Shiwo smiled and said, "Thank you very much, I will try my best."

Qin Mian nodded and said loudly: "Generals, listen to the order! I order Qin Jianfeng to be the commander-in-chief. You must obey his orders and kill the enemy together. Anyone who disobeys will be killed!"

"I have the order!" everyone shouted.

Qin Ming said solemnly: "I will lead the 30 million fighting souls and three great soul saints in the Dragon Realm to fight against powerful enemies. As long as we defeat them, our Qin family will be able to restore its former glory and even surpass the ancestor emperor!"

After saying that, Qin Ming sat down cross-legged, and a ray of true spirit flew into the black clouds. Suddenly, the black clouds rolled violently, and more black lines of black light hung down from above. The black mass was poured into the bodies of the Qin family's disciples below.

Suddenly, thousands of Qin family disciples were shaken all over, and black flames shot out from their eyes. Their momentum soared and their fighting spirit boiled, complementing the black clouds in the sky. A black light also fell on Qin Jianfeng's body, and his cultivation level immediately soared from the ninth level of true power to the level of half-step magical power.

He felt that his whole body was full of strength, capable of breaking mountains with one punch and blowing through the sky with one breath. He couldn't help but let out a loud roar with strong ambition and said loudly: "My sons, follow me to face the enemy!"

Back to ten minutes ago, the dragon domain was shaking, black clouds were rolling, and it was unknown what happened above. The blood light on the iron doors of the four mausoleums suddenly dimmed, leaving only a thin layer. Zhang Jun saw that the time was right and ordered: "Do it!"

Suddenly, the brilliance of more than ten boundary talismans and more than ten magic weapons lit up, and all of them rushed towards the iron gate in various colors. In the first wave of attacks alone, the bloody light was almost dispersed. Zhang Jun gave the order again and used the boundary talisman he got from Miyamoto's family.

More than a dozen boundary talismans were fired out, and the bloody light finally dimmed. Zhang Jun shouted loudly, stood up with Xiao Longnu, and immediately punched the iron door hundreds of times. Under the terrifying force, the iron door buzzed, and then exploded into hundreds of pieces with a bang, revealing the huge passage inside.

This passage was built when the mausoleum was originally built. It can accommodate two carriages in parallel and is very wide. Zhang Jun took Xiao Longnu with him and led everyone to rush in. They encountered no obstacles along the way and soon entered a large hall.

At the same time, the other three portals were also breached, and hundreds of experts rushed over.

When Zhang Jun entered the main hall, he saw the dark hall filled with soldiers in armor, standing together quietly without saying a word. Even if someone breaks in, these soldiers still don't look away.

Zhang Jun had already seen through the situation here, and immediately ordered twelve Destroyers to line up in formation, and coldly issued the order: "Kill!"

Suddenly, twelve laser cannons were activated, and the lasers swept across. One soldier after another was burned to ashes, and the smell of burning immediately filled the scene. A general shouted loudly and said: "Kill me, my sons!"

The little dragon girl was like lightning, and she was at the man's side in a blink of an eye. With a "pounce" sound, the general's head was taken off. Without a commander, it would be difficult for the soldiers to organize an effective attack. But they obviously hadn't had time to possess the soul soldiers, and their combat power was limited, so they were killed by the powerful monks in an instant.

Not long after the battle, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and a large number of black lights fell down. Those Qin family members who did not die in the battle suddenly increased in strength, from ordinary An Jin and Hua Jin to Immortal Gang level or even Waigang level masters.

The battle fell into a stalemate, with both sides fighting loudly. Zhang Jun asked Xiao Longnu to take charge of the scene, and he went deep inside as quickly as possible.

Passing through the main hall is a road paved with bronze, with bronze oil lamps burning on both sides. As soon as they reached the middle, they met a young man walking quickly with an astonishing momentum.

"Huh? Half-step magical power!" He was startled and quickly backed away, while the small cannon in his hand had already fired.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three consecutive rounds of artillery shells caused the entire bronze passage to collapse, temporarily blocking the opponent's attack. Xiao Longnu saw the situation here and rushed over as quickly as possible. When her people arrived, the young man walked out of the smoke.

Two black flames shot out from his eyes, and he smiled sinisterly: "You all must die!"

Zhang Jun snorted coldly and said: "Possessed by the fighting spirit, you can exert 30% of your combat power, and you will be the one who dies!" Then he winked at Xiao Longnu.

Xiao Longnu's body flashed and she launched a close attack.

The other party was shocked when he saw Xiao Longnu's speed. He raised his hand and clapped his hand, and a white light rushed towards him. Wherever the white light passed, the bronze wall instantly turned white and was covered with frost. It turns out that this person's magical power is to absorb the heat of objects and freeze them quickly, which is a freezing magical power.

The freezing magical power could only slow down the little dragon girl slightly, but she still came closer and waved her jade palm lightly.

"boom!"

The young man was blown away, his chest collapsed, his heart was blown out, and he died on the spot. This is also one of the shortcomings of being possessed by a fighting spirit, that is, the physical body is too weak and does not have the ability to withstand attacks that a true half-step magical power level should have.

After killing a master possessed by the Soul King, Zhang Jun said: "I'm afraid it won't be easy for the people in the other three sects. You should stay here while I go take a look." After saying that, he entered the bronze passage again.

In comparison, the situation of the group led by Shengjiao was relatively smooth. The six "gods" were invincible and killed a large number of Qin family masters in one encounter. Although Shi Wuchen and Xiang Xiangboti were injured, their combat power was still strong. Killing a real-level master was about the same as squeezing an ant to death.

Moreover, Yang Tiangan and Yang Tianji would throw out a few boundary talismans from time to time, so even the people possessed by the Soul King had to stay away and not dare to forcefully confront them. In this way, the Holy Cult used its powerful strength to cut a bloody path, and the masters of the Qin family who were possessed by hundreds of war spirits were unable to stop it.

But the other two sects were not so relaxed. They had to face four to five soul kings, forty or fifty soul generals, and the Qin family possessed by two hundred soul soldiers. The fight was very difficult, and the two sides fell into a stalemate. Fortunately, they brought enough boundary talismans, divine talismans, and several powerful magic weapons in their hands, so they didn't suffer much.

During the battle between the four gates, Qin Jianfeng led all the masters to rush for reinforcements. The first one he went to was the north gate, because the Holy Cult attacking the north gate was the strongest. Compared with the Four Gates, the interior of Qin Ling became relatively quiet. There was almost no one guarding it because the Qin family had all gone to the Four Gates to fight.

When the dragon domain was attacked and the four gates were broken again, the demon killing formation lost its function of shielding the eyes, and he could use the Buddha's eyes to have a panoramic view of the entire tomb. The Mausoleum of the First Emperor is very large, and there are many internal mechanisms, with murderous intent at every step. Even those with half-level supernatural powers may not be able to safely break into its core area.

While scanning the tomb, he continued to delve deeper. On the way, he relied on his clairvoyance to avoid one mechanism after another, avoiding one after another patrolling soldiers of the Qin family, and continued to go deeper smoothly.

Finally, he entered a tomb chamber connected by only one passage. In the tomb, a thirty-four-year-old man with half white temples was standing in front of a flag and studying it carefully. The flag was filled with black energy and was the Qin family's war spirit flag. Two corpses were lying behind the man. They had not been dead for a long time and were still bleeding from their mouths.

Zhang Jun's appearance made the man turn around suddenly, his eyes blazing. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and shot out a blue light. Wherever the blue light went, a bolt of lightning appeared in the void, as thick as a thumb, wrapped around like a chain.

Zhang Jun snorted coldly, drifted back, narrowly avoiding one after another, and then shouted: "Master Ren, why don't you kneel down when you see this young sect leader?"

Ren Shiwo was stunned. He stared at Zhang Junhan and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhang Jun's eyes were filled with cold light: "Zhang Jun, the thirty-ninth generation descendant of the Shennong Sect!"